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♪ Forever's starting right now ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Even though winter seems a little colder ♪
♪ Better's starting right now ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ I promise you all that pushin', all that fightin' ♪
♪ All that runnin', all that climbin' ♪
♪ It won't be, won't be, won't be for nothin' ♪
♪ For nothin', nothin', yeah ♪
Hey, give it to me.
Hey, hey, give it to me.
Yeah, yeah.
- You ain't got to do it yourself.
You ain't got to do it yourself.
♪ ♪
♪ Y'all need somebody, not just anybody ♪
♪ I know everybody trying to get it ♪
♪ But they really got to put the work in ♪
♪ You ain't got to do it yourself ♪
♪ I don't expect to be all in your bed ♪
♪ Or on your body if I don't plan to be right there, girl ♪
♪ When you need somebody ♪
♪ I'ma put the work in ♪
♪ You ain't got to do it yourself ♪
♪ We do shopping ♪
♪ We do Fendi, Gucci, Louis ♪
♪ You got your own paper, but I'm still gon' do it ♪
♪ Stack your money, girl, I don't want you to lose it ♪
♪ Put that money up, I don't want you to use it ♪
♪ First, I paid your credit off ♪
- Nice party.
- I figured throwing the season opening party
would be a surefire way to get your attention.
- I guess you were right about that.
But now that you have my attention,
what are you gonna do about it?
- ♪ Maybe I wasn't ♪
♪ Loving you better ♪ - Hey, hey.
- What? - ♪ Loving you better ♪
- Hey, yo, man, you're gonna have to leave.
This is a private party, man.
- Do it look like I give a shit about this whack-ass party?
I came here looking for my girl.
- Like I said, this is a private party.
- Ooh!
- Oh! - Damn!
- Damn it! - Yo!
- Townies.
I should have known they'd crash my shit.
- Tania! - Yo, yo.
You know this clown?
- Yeah.
He's kind of my boyfriend.
- Shit. - Tania!
- Yo, I'll be right back.
- Jesse, I wouldn't start a fight.
He's a Golden Gloves champion.
- I don't give a shit about that.
That dude crashed my party.
He gon' get the hell off my property.
- Tania!
Get out here right now!
- Hey, yo, my man.
It's time to go or else I'm calling the cops.
Call the cops?
I ain't going nowhere without my girl.
Well, I'm sorry to say,
your girl ain't coming, man.
So I'm sure she'll give you a call tomorrow,
maybe the next day,
or even next week. - Tania, let's go.
Let's go.
Oh!
That's what I'm talking about, baby.
Yes, sir.
- Oh, shit. - Oh, my God.
- Oh, oh, oh! - Shit.
- What was that?
- Hey, hey. - Huh?
Hey, the cops is here.
We got to go. We got to go.
- Let's go.
- You good?
You good? You good?
- I'm good. I'm good. - You all right?
- So who's in charge here?
- I am, Officer.
- You see these three stripes?
That means I'm a sergeant.
I've been getting complaints about the noise.
- Oops. Sorry, Sergeant.
You know, we were just having a little something called fun,
but we'll turn it down just for you guys.
How about that?
Cheers.
Mmm.
Good night, gentlemen.
- That is some bullshit.
- Right?
- I see something over there.
Let's go check this out.
- All right, y'all, y'all ain't got to go,
but you got to get the hell up out of here.
Okay?
Party's over.
- Got yourself a drink?
Let me see.
Smell like alcohol.
How old are you? - 17.
- You know you're not supposed to be drinking.
Who gave you this?
- Jesse.
- Get out of here.
Go home.
- Jesse Jess. Cuff him.
- Yo, bro, what are you doing?
Man, back up off me.
- You're under arrest for underage drinking,
contributing to the delinquency of a minor.
Anything you say can and will be used against you
in a court of law.
- Man, well, y'all must not know who the hell I am.
- You that dude, huh? - I am.
My family probably owns your mortgage too.
- Really? Give me some dap for that, man.
Oh, my bad. The cuffs got your wrists.
I don't give a shit who you are.
And I don't own a house.
I rent.
- Come on, let's go. - Man. Come on, man.
Back up off me!
- Yo, you're doing the most, man.
You ain't even got to do all this.
- What the hell do you think you're doing to my grandson?
- There. - Mm.
- You talking about this hooligan?
Yeah, he's under arrest for underage drinking,
contributing to the delinquency of a minor,
and resisting arrest. - Grandma--
- Officer, let me make something very clear.
You are going to take those handcuffs off
of my grandson now,
or you won't have a job in the morning.
The cuffs are staying right where they are.
And if you don't move your highfalutin ass out my way,
you're going to be wearing a matching pair.
Have I made myself clear?
- So you're new around here,
because you don't understand what you're doing
and the consequences of your actions.
- Oh, I'm just doing my job,
and I'm not going to warn you again.
Interfering with a police officer is a serious offense.
Oh.
Martin.
- One second, all right?
You might want to take this.
- Is this a joke?
Am I supposed to take that from you?
- Well, you know, if I had to guess,
I'd say you'd want to because it's your boss.
♪ ♪
Chief?
Yes, sir?
No, we were just--
Yes, sir.
I understand.
Chief Harrington wants to speak to you.
- Well, hello, Chief.
Oh, no need to apologize.
Oh, yes, I can see that he's new.
Yeah, well, just don't let it happen again.
Oh, golf on Thursday?
Well, I would love to.
Hey, let's invite Mayor Swartz.
Now, you know how much I love taking his money.
All right. Good night.
Let's go, man.
I guess I'll see you around.
- I didn't know she was 17, Grandma.
♪ ♪
- This, son, is the future.
A completely self-contained electric flying vehicle.
- Dad, the concept of a drone isn't new.
Half of Silicon Valley is making them.
What's the big deal?
- The big deal is not the drone.
The big deal is the battery,
and I've been negotiating with its owner.
I love you--oh, hold on.
Hold on, hold on, hold on. - Oh.
Don't you dare. - No, no, no, hold on.
Hold on. I'm expecting a call, baby.
- Oh, come on, baby. - It's important.
I wouldn't do this if it wasn't important.
- Oh, bitch. - Shit, I gotta answer this.
I gotta answer this. - Oh, all right.
- Anthony Johnson.
No, as we discussed earlier,
my company is not for sale, nor my patents.
We're looking for a partnership or licensing deal.
Well, actually, that sounds quite interesting.
Oh, okay.
Why don't you have your folks send the paperwork over,
and I'll have my lawyers look at it?
No, thank you.
Thank you, sir.
Victor.
Uh, me too, looking for a very long
and fruitful relationship as well, Victor.
Thank you.
Yes, we will. Talk soon.
Thank you.
Okay.
Oh, wait till you hear what that conversation was about,
but first, let's get back to business.
- Uh, no.
I can't believe you're gon' take a phone call
in the middle of sex, Anthony.
- But what if that phone call
was worth half a billion dollars?
- You got the Sing contract! - Sing.
Got it. - Yes!
Oh, my God, baby, that is such good news.
You know what?
I think that shop gon' have some extended hours tonight.
- I like the sound of that. - Uh-huh.
- Yeah, but you know what? - Hmm?
- For half a billion dollars, I'm the boss now.
- Ooh, that's right, baby.
- ♪ All that runnin', all that climbin' ♪
♪ It won't be, won't be, won't be for nothin' ♪
♪ I promise you all that pushin', all that fightin' ♪
♪ All that runnin', all that climbin' ♪
♪ It won't be, won't be, won't be for nothin' ♪
♪ For nothin', nothin', yeah ♪
Hey, give it to me.
Hey, hey, give it to me.
Hey, hey, hey, give it to me.
Yeah, yeah.
Give it to me. Hey.
- Morgan, I'm headed ashore.
If you get hungry, there's food in the fridge.
Look, I know that you're pissed that I had to leave,
but I don't have a choice, okay?
You know how she gets.
- ♪ I promise you all that pushin', all that fightin' ♪
♪ All that runnin', all that climbin' ♪
♪ It won't be, won't be, won't be for nothin' ♪
♪ I promise you all that pushin', all that fightin' ♪
♪ All that runnin', all that climbin' ♪
♪ It won't be, won't be, won't be for nothin' ♪
♪ For nothin', nothin', yeah ♪
Hey, give it to me.
Hey, hey, give it to me.
Hey, hey, hey, give it to me.
Yeah, yeah.
Give it to me.
Hey, give it to me.
Hey, hey, give it to me.
Hey, hey, hey, give it to me.
Yeah, yeah.
♪ ♪
- Good morning.
You look refreshed.
- Thank you.
I'm glad I took the yacht out from the city.
Any repercussions from the board meeting last night?
- None that I'm aware of,
but you might want to talk to your mother.
There's been an incident.
- What kind of incident?
- The kind that could prove embarrassing
at today's HOA meeting.
- Yeah, Malcolm. Hold on.
♪ ♪
It's Malcolm, Mother.
- Yes, Malcolm?
- Good morning, Mother.
- What's so good about it?
Have you spoken to your son yet?
- Oh, that was amazing.
I hope the kids didn't hear us. - Mm.
Trust me, our kids have no clue, all right?
They probably think they were conceived
by immaculate conception.
We could be having a demolition derby in here.
They'd have no idea.
- You are so right.
They are pretty oblivious
to what's going on around here,
except for what's on their cell phone screens.
- Exactly.
- Oh.
- Oh, your sister. - Mm-hmm.
Hello.
- Sydney, I need you to Cash App me some money.
- For what? I just sent you $1,000 last week.
- Well, listen, I need another $1,000.
It's life or death.
I'll explain it to you when I see you.
- What have you got yourself into?
- You don't want to know.
Just can you please send me the money?
- All right, I'll send it, but this is the last time.
- I know.
Well, how much you say these were again?
- These are actually on sale, but for you, 500 apiece.
- 500 apiece? Now that's a bargain.
I'll be having the red pair and the black pair.
- Christian Louboutins. Great choice.
They are to die for.
- I was literally just telling my sister the same thing.
This is a life or death situation.
Definitely to die for.
♪ ♪
- Hey, Reverend Chauncey. - Hey, Rev.
- Hey, youngins. - Hey, that's a nice fish.
- Oh, it's going to be even nicer
with some hot grease, cornbread, and grits.
- That sounds delicious. - Oh, it is delicious.
- Well, I'm gonna get this workout in.
- Okay. - All right.
♪ ♪
- Yo, I can't believe this.
- Get in.
What the hell were you thinking, Jesse?
You know how pissed off your grandmother is right now?
- Look, I'm sorry,
but Grandma is taking this way out of proportion.
She took the keys to my Porsche.
- Are you kidding me right now?
You better be lucky she ain't break a piece of your ass off,
like she used to do me.
What the hell were you thinking?
Huh? You know better than this.
You could've ended up on the front page
of the "Hampton Express."
- It was a pool party.
That's it.
Everybody's making a big deal out of nothing.
That's the problem.
You're not making a big enough deal out of it.
You are a Britton, boy.
Start acting like one.
I don't care about a little attitude.
- You act like you never did this.
I hear about you and Uncle Martin's pool parties
all the time.
- You damn right.
Our shit was legendary.
But I'll tell you where you screwed up at.
You didn't let nobody know what you were doing
so we can cover your ass, Jesse.
And you had a 17-year-old girl drinking at this party.
You see, that's the difference between you and I.
I always cover my ass.
- So what was I supposed to do?
Come to you and say, "Hey, Dad,
"we're about to have a ton of people at the house,
so we're going to be drinking and smoking weed"?
- Sounds about right.
If you didn't come to me,
you should have went to your uncle.
You know how he'd do anything for you.
- I get it. - Do you?
Because I've been trying to teach this lesson
for 21 years, and here we are.
- No, seriously, I get it.
- Okay.
Wait, are those my damn Versace sunglasses you wearing?
What you grinning for?
Boy, I swear, man.
- I'm just saying, honey, if I would have had a heads up,
I could have generated more interest.
- The client wants it announced at the HOA's meeting.
Now, I am giving you this listing
not because you are my wife
but because you are the best real estate agent I know.
However, I can give it to someone else.
- You wouldn't dare.
- You've been married to me a long time.
You know what I would and wouldn't do.
- Yeah, I guess I do.
Jeffery, I don't know. This could go bad.
You know how she gets when she doesn't get what she wants.
- Well, stop worrying.
This is not my first time at the rodeo.
Besides, as a lawyer, I have an obligation to the client
as do you as its realtor.
Now, we are talking a six-figure commission.
Do you want it or not?
- Of course I want it.
- Good.
Remember, you represent the seller, not the buyer.
Your responsibility is to him, not your family.
Just follow my lead.
- Okay, I just hope you're not leading me off a cliff.
- Never.
- Lord, this is a sacred place.
We're moving forward with the vows of our ancestors.
Please bless us all that we may push forward
so our babies may continue to run free.
In thy name, amen.
all: Amen.
- All right.
- Welcome, everyone.
I motion that the Memorial Day weekend meeting
for the Black Hamptons Homeowners Association
be called to order.
- I second that motion.
- Thank you, Mr. Bowen.
And thank you, Carolyn,
for opening up your home for the meeting.
The first order of assignment is the payment,
or nonpayment rather,
of this year's association fees.
We have a community of nearly 100 homes,
and those residents whose fees remain unpaid
will be posted to the community website
and social media platform as a friendly reminder.
- Please tell me you paid our dues.
I do not want to be on that website
like the Petersons and Browns were last year.
Leslie and her so-called beach circle
were talking about them like a dog all summer.
- Don't worry.
Now, I haven't paid them yet,
but I'm about to.
All right? - Okay.
- Now that we've taken care of old business,
I'd like to address a topic
that we've been trying to address for quite some time,
and that is the policing of our community.
- Oh, Lord, I seen the police lights last night.
Don't tell me one of those white bastards
done shot one of our boys.
- No, Brenda, that is what we're trying to prevent.
And I am happy to announce,
after lobbying city council for someone more sympathetic
to our plight to patrol our community,
they have finally listened.
Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to introduce to you
Sergeant Thomas Lane.
- Yes, I wasn't planning on making any speeches,
but thank you.
- Sergeant Lane will be our new community liaison
for the Sag Harbor Police Department.
- Well, thank God.
Now, I don't have to worry about my grandbaby being shot.
- Or being pulled over for driving while Black.
I'm a 60-year-old doctor, not a drug dealer.
So what? I got a Ferrari.
- Well, thank you, Ms. Bowen. - Yes.
- I am very happy to be here.
I'm also a proud member of the Sag Harbor Police Department.
I'm not exactly quite sure what you meant
by being sympathetic to your plight,
but I am definitely qualified
considering my previous years of law enforcement.
- What she meant is that we requested a person of color
to patrol our community.
We thought that it would be safer
not only for our sons
but for our fathers, and our husbands,
and our nephews, and our grandsons as well.
I hope we were right.
- I see.
Well, this would be a good time
to address the community as a whole
and let you know that I will treat
all non-law-abiding citizens the same,
no matter the color of their skin, sex, creed, culture.
I do not plan on showing any bias.
I am more than a Black police officer.
I am a sworn public servant,
hired to protect and serve.
- Well, as long as you keep that gun holstered
and remember that your salary is provided
by the good people of this community
that you were hired to protect and serve,
then I'm sure we won't have any problems.
- With all due respect, ma'am,
my salary is paid by the town of Sag Harbor,
not you directly.
- I know you would like to think that,
but you might want to call your boss about that
before you make any more foolish statements
moving forward.
- Thank you, Carolyn, for your clarity.
And thank you, Thomas Lane, for stopping by.
We look forward to working with you.
- Thank you. - Mm-hmm.
The final item on the agenda is that the vacant lot
on 22 Beach Lane has recently become available for purchase.
My real estate office will be handling the sale.
And as you know, we like to keep the properties
within the Black Hamptons family,
so if you know anyone who is interested,
please let me know.
We can only keep it exclusive and off the MLS for so long.
- That is Simpson's property.
- Yep, it sure is.
- Why would Les put that on sale
without letting us know, Mother?
- I don't know, but I want that land.
Do you hear me? both: Yes, Mother.
- Ahem, I would like some information on the property.
My husband and I are very interested.
- That property actually belonged
to the Simpson family.
The Brittons and the Simpsons
had a long withstanding agreement
that that property would be sold to our family
at fair market value
should the Simpsons decide to sell.
- Then why are we even having this discussion?
Surely if that was the case, the Simpsons would not even
have brought this opportunity to the group.
- Young lady, I don't give a damn
what opportunity you may or may not think you had,
but that property over there
that's adjacent to my home here, no.
The Simpsons and the Brittons had a deal.
- It is also adjacent to our property,
and we plan on putting in a pool.
- What's the asking price?
- The estate would like $5 million.
- Okay, well, we'll give 5.5, cash.
both: We'll match that.
- Okay, then I guess we'll up into 6 million.
- No. No, I see where this is going.
And we are not going to do this in public.
You do not sell that property until you get my offer.
And, honey, let me tell you one thing.
That property is mine,
and you are way out of your league.
♪ ♪
- Okay, this meeting is adjourned.
- Hey, give it to me.
Hey, hey, give it now.
Hey, hey, give it to me.
Hey, hey, hey, give it to me.
Yeah, yeah.
Give it to me.
Hey, give it to me.
Hey, hey, give it to me.
Hey, hey, hey, give it to me. Yeah, yeah.
♪ Don't you dare say it's over ♪
♪ Forever's starting right now ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Even though winter seems a little colder ♪
♪ ♪
- Where your boyfriend at?
- You're not funny.
- I'm not kidding.
My stomach still hurts from that punch he gave me.
- I told you to get away from him.
You got what you deserved.
- Yeah, I guess,
but what I don't understand is,
why did you kiss me?
You could've told me you had a man.
- That's fair,
but I can't help it that I like you, Jesse.
I've always thought you were cute and sexy.
- Well, obviously, cute and sexy isn't good enough.
- Maybe not good enough for a boyfriend,
but definitely good enough for a sneaky link.
- Oh, really?
What are you trying to link?
- Peter has practice early in the morning with his dad,
so he has to go to bed early.
How about tonight?
- Give it to me.
Hey, hey, hey, give it to me.
Yeah, yeah.
- Leslie. - Leslie, come on.
- You got one job. - Come on.
- It's a very small one.
- Why the hell didn't either of you tell me
that that property was up for sale?
You know how important that property is to me.
- I'm doing what I'm supposed to do.
I'm busting my ass running a bank.
Martin is supposed to-- - Martin?
- Martin is the one who's supposed to keep his ear
to the ground and keep the wolves off our backs.
If he'd have been paying attention to the business
instead of trying to screw everything moving,
we'd have known.
- Malcolm, how is this on me?
I just found out the same exact moment that you did.
- I don't do real estate, Martin.
- I didn't ask you that.
Now, you're looking for a scapegoat.
Maybe we should be talking to Leslie.
- Really? - Yes. What?
- Listen, Aunt Carolyn, I know what you're about to say.
- You save it. You just save it.
The time to tell me something
is before you announce to the world
that the property adjacent to ours is for sale.
Don't you think? - Yes.
But I really didn't have a choice.
Jeffery didn't tell me about the property
until we were on our way to the meeting.
- Oh, that's nonsense.
You only have two jobs, Leslie:
to keep the Black Hamptons Black and to keep me informed.
Anything other than that is just a hobby,
and that includes screwing your little husband.
Now, I don't give a damn what you have to do.
I want that property.
Do you hear me? - Yes.
And I have a way to get it, but I'm gonna need your help.
- Whatever it is, it better be good.
And keep your husband in line.
- Just give me an hour.
I'm gonna fix this.
♪ ♪
Dominic.
Kimberly.
You find out what that husband of hers is up to,
and you apply as much pressure as necessary.
I want that damn property.
- I will see what I can do.
But it won't be easy. - Why not?
- Because he and the Johnsons
are the only two important people
who don't have a mortgage with our bank
or any of our strategic partners.
- His family has been doing business with our family
for more than 20 years.
Why don't we have a mortgage on one of their homes?
- For that very same reason, Mother.
He was Daddy's lawyer.
He knows where all the proverbial bodies are buried.
He's positioned himself not to be one of them.
- Shit.
- I can't believe the sense of entitlement of that woman.
- It's fine, babe. - No, it is not fine. No.
Did you see the way she was looking down her nose at me?
She thinks she better than me.
Well, I'm not giving in, Anthony.
I'm not. I want that property.
- Syd, calm down.
We're gonna get the property, all right?
I'll make sure of it, even if we have to overpay.
- Really, baby? - Yes.
I love you, babe. - Mm-hmm.
- Yes, Leslie?
- Hey, I'm here with Carolyn Britton.
As you know, things got a little out of hand,
and I felt that maybe a face-to-face chat
might help you see Mrs. Britton's perspective
about the property.
- Sure, we'd love to talk. Come on in.
- Hello. How are you?
- Good. How are you? - Good.
So right this way.
♪ ♪
- Okay, so as you know,
things got a little out of hand at the meeting,
and I thought a face-to-face chat
might help you see Mrs. Britton's perspective
about the property.
- Okay. Well, yeah.
Sure, we'd love to hear what you have to say,
but I can tell you our minds are pretty much made up
about still wanting the property.
- Well, I'm sure this all can be resolved easily.
The most important thing is
that everyone gets what they want.
- Of course.
- So before you left the meeting,
you mentioned that you wanted the property
to build a pool, correct?
- Yes, so if you remember,
when you were first showing us houses here,
I mentioned to you that my wife really wanted a pool, right?
So we settled on this particular property.
I mean, it's beautiful,
but it at least had beachfront, right?
- Right. Yes, I do remember that.
So what would you say if I can give you that pool
and give Mrs. Britton what she wants?
- Well, I'd say I probably have to hire you at Sydney Tech
because you know how to resolve conflicts.
- Well...
So on the northeast parcel of your property,
there's a 20-foot sliver
that connects to a lot on Waterside Drive.
My suggestion is that you buy that lot and put in your pool.
- Uh-uh. No way.
- What my wife is trying to say--
- No, honey, what I meant was bullshit,
'cause that's exactly what this is.
- That's not what this is at all.
Mrs. Britton and I are here to resolve this dispute
for the sake of all parties.
We're all neighbors, and--
- And again, bullshit.
We're not neighbors.
We're just some people who happen to be able
to afford the same damn zip code.
Neighbors are friends, people who have common goals,
and y'all people think y'all better than us.
- That's not true, okay?
And as HOA president,
I can't begin to tell you how wrong you are.
We are friends. - Okay.
Listen, lady, save it,
'cause I haven't even seen the inside of your house yet.
And she damn sure wasn't acting neighborly
when she disrespected me at the meeting.
Shit, she can't even fix her face
to give me a proper apology. - Okay, look--
- I can see that intelligent conversation
isn't your wife's strong suit, so I'm gonna address you.
- Oh, hell no.
Mm-mm, see, 'cause look, I'm right here
and this is my damn house.
So I don't even know who the hell you think you are,
but if you're not gonna address me directly,
you can get the hell on out.
- Oh, I know exactly who I am,
and I know plenty of wannabes just like you, little girl.
Find a man with a little money,
and then you think you're somebody.
- Oh, you think you said something, huh?
Well, for the record, he didn't have anything
when I first met him, okay? - True.
- And we built Sydney Technology together
to what it is today.
And I love my husband.
He's my partner, unlike your man.
From what I hear, you met his ass in the secretarial pool.
- Ooh, you sure have a lot of mouth
for someone who comes from such humble beginnings.
However, you have said one thing correctly.
I don't think that I'm better than you.
I know I'm better than you.
- Okay, we're done here.
Mrs. Britton, I'm gonna have to ask you to leave.
This conversation is over.
- Oh, this is far from over.
I can promise you that, sweetheart.
- Well, I welcome the challenge, sweetheart.
♪ ♪
- This way.
♪ ♪
- Martin? - Yeah?
- If we don't find a way to secure this land for Mother,
neither one of us will have any peace, bro.
She is obsessed.
Bro, listen, you know how many times she done told me today
"Brittons don't lose"?
- Ha ha! Ha, well, y'all are gonna lose today.
I hope you're ready for this ass-whooping
you're about to get.
- You know what? That's funny, Mike.
Actually, that's real funny coming from you
knowing that, what, you haven't touched victory
in about, what, seven years with us?
- Haven't even rubbed it. - Yeah.
See, that's only because I never had a partner
like the one I have today.
- Who's that? - What did you do?
Bring a ringer in from the city?
- No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
No, he's from the Hamptons.
- Oh, yeah? - Oh, yeah.
He'll be here in a minute.
- All right. - Yep.
Hey, you know I heard that things got a little heated
over at the HOA meeting the other night.
- Yeah, your boy, Anthony Johnson,
and his wife don't know their places.
- Look, man, it's 2022,
not 1967, Martin.
Look, man, look, people could care less
about how much money your grandfather made or mine.
Listen.
People only care about how many Twitter followers you have,
how much dinero you got in the bank.
- We got plenty of that. - No, no, no.
Anthony Johnson has plenty of both.
Sleep on him if you want to.
- Bro, we handle guys like that every day.
- Not likely. No, no, no, no, no.
See, I work with the man, okay?
The guy has Google potential,
owns over 300 patents.
In about 10 years, he'll be able to buy your bank.
- So what are you suggesting, Mike?
- Look, that y'all get over that petty bullshit
and start looking at the bigger picture.
- What's that?
- Look, the man is getting ready
to partner with Sing Technologies.
- What?
Damn, that--
yeah, that's big.
- Hell yeah, it's big. - Uh-huh.
- Maybe we can convince Mother,
secure that property for her,
throw them lucrative business.
- Oh, that sound like a plan to me.
- Set that meeting for next week, Mike.
- I can do better than that.
- Really? - Oh, yeah.
He's my doubles partner.
Suckers. - Hey, hey, hey.
I see the gang's all here.
Y'all ready to play?
- Yeah.
Let's see what you got.
- I can whoop y'all's ass.
- Please.
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- What is this I'm hearing about the police
having Jesse in handcuffs?
And why wasn't I informed? - Oh, Vanessa, please.
Nobody needs your dramatics right now.
- I'm sorry.
The welfare of my son isn't dramatics.
- It is to you, and we both know it.
Your only concern is that Jesse's actions
might shine a negative light on you.
I mean, let's face it, you're more concerned
about the Britton name than I am.
That's not true.
- Honey, you've been married three times,
and you still carry our last name.
Don't you think it's time to give it up?
- The only man I've ever loved is your son.
You just can't stand the fact
that even after all those stunts you tried to pull,
including forcing him to divorce me,
that we're still friends.
- Well, you can lead a horse to water,
but you can't make him drink.
Honey, I can only protect him so much.
- Oh, well, if you really feel that way, Carolyn,
why the hell am I here?
Huh? What do you want?
- I need your assistance in something,
and I'm willing to pay handsomely for it.
Oh, well, this must be serious
if the great Carolyn Britton wants a favor from me.
- Oh, well, you claim
that you want to get back with your husband and son
and get back in my good graces, right?
- Once upon a time.
- Vanessa, is it yes or no?
Look, I don't have time to waste with you.
- What is it that you need done, Carolyn?
- I need you to get close with someone.
- When you say close, what exactly do you mean?
- Oh, Vanessa, we both know what that means.
And it's nothing that you haven't already proven
that you're good at,
but if you need me to spell it out, I will.
- Oh, please.
Let's be clear.
- I want you to seduce someone.
I want you to make him so in love
that he can't think straight.
Wow.
You're asking for a lot.
- Do you want to marry my son?
- Who is he?
And is he rich?
I won't seduce a local.
- Oh, of course not.
I mean, you've got your reputation to uphold.
No, he's new money,
and from what I can tell, he's got a lot of money.
Have you heard of Anthony Johnson?
- The tech guy with the intense wife.
- Yeah, that would be him.
So are you up for the task?
- Maybe.
How do I know I can trust you? That I'll get my family back?
- Have you not gotten everything you asked for
in your divorce settlement,
even the right to be buried in our family plot?
Have you not gotten your alimony checks on time
every month?
- Yes.
- That's how you know you could trust me.
This is about preserving our birthright
and our legacy in this town.
When I'm gone, there needs to be a lady of the house,
someone who will know
what it means to be a Britton.
Vanessa, neither one of us were born Brittons,
but baby, we will die Brittons.
- ♪ I promise you all that pushin', all that fightin' ♪
♪ All that runnin', all that climbin' ♪
♪ It won't be, won't be, won't be for nothin' ♪
- So before you arrived,
Malcolm and Martin and I were having a discussion
on how advantageous
having a relationship with a bank like Amistad
would be for Sydney Tech.
- I'm not sure you know this,
but we are the largest African American-owned bank
in the country.
- Oh, no, I'm aware.
As a matter of fact, it's very important for us
to do business with our own folks.
But I got to tell you,
my wife won't allow me to do any business with you
until she gets an apology from your mother
based on the way she spoke to her.
- Apologize for what?
If anybody need to apologize,
it need to be your wife apologizing to my mother.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
I think we need to let the ladies have that discussion
and handle that amongst themselves
while we handle our business here,
partnering Sydney Tech and Amistad together.
- Listen, I appreciate your sentiments, Mike,
but like I said, my wife's happiness is my business,
so until that apology happens,
we should just pump the brakes
on talking about doing any business together.
- All right. Fine by me.
You know what, no, I'll tell you what we gon' do.
First, we're gon' whoop y'all ass
in this here tennis game.
Then we're gon' secure that land.
Don't take it personal.
Looking like Big Bird, walking in here
with his big, yellow-ass sweater on.
- Yeah, nice sweater.
- You got jokes.
♪ ♪
- ♪ There's something in me to catch fire ♪
♪ Energy and desire ♪
♪ Wait until you see where I'm going ♪
♪ I promise you all that pushin', all that fightin' ♪
- Come on. That was out.
- Catching breaks all day. Breaks all day.
- Whoop y'all's ass.
- Hey, look, man, check this out.
We need to concentrate, okay?
Look, these assholes won the community championship,
like, four years in a row.
- Hey, you know what?
See, there's some men that see the bigger picture, right?
Then there's others who walk around
with trophies on their arms.
I see which one you are, Anthony.
- Chill out. Chill out, Martin.
- No, man. - No, no, no.
Hey, you have to excuse my brother, bro.
He's very competitive.
- Yeah, and he like to talk a lot of shit.
- I sure do. - 'Cause we can back it up.
- Get the fuck out of here. Come on, man.
Let's keep putting our foot in their ass.
- Remember those seven years, Mike.
- Uh-huh, well, whatever this little seven-year thing is
you got... - You ain't ready.
- There's a new kid at school.
- Ow. - Ooh, game.
Hoo-hoo-hoo, who's your daddy, boy?
Who's your daddy?
- What you just say?
- I said, who's your daddy?
- Say it again. Say that shit again, man.
- No, it's cool, man. Look, he didn't mean it, bro.
- Man, who the hell he think he talking to?
- What the hell got into him?
I thought we were just having fun and talking shit.
- We were, but you know,
Malcolm has some serious daddy issues
he hasn't come to terms with yet.
- And keep my dad's name out
your motherfucking mouth, man. - Come on, come on.
♪ ♪
- Hey!